Amaya
With one hand Amaya massaged her protruding belly and with the other raised the cup of green tea to her lips. Only two more months and the baby would thankfully arrive. It wasn’t that she minded being pregnant with her and Kevin’s first child. She liked the experience despite the way it made her look when she gazed in the mirror in their small apartment at the University of Illinois. What looked back was a slight, twenty-two year old woman, just over five feet tall with a stomach that she thought made her look like a beached seal. Kevin was always so kind whenever he saw her looking at...
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